Carry the system to cultivating immortals

Time passed quickly, and the morning sun shone on the square, watching everyone get ready.

At this time, a corner door opened wide, and more than a dozen people walked out from it. It seemed that these people were not weak in cultivation, and this group of people directly stood on the platform.

Ning Xiaofan saw a middle-aged man in black walking out of the crowd, looking at the audience.

"Everyone, the Battle of Demon Gods in the Demon Realm, the Jiutai City sub-field begins!"

The audience was silent, especially the patriarchs of each race, which could be related to the future development of their clans.

Only with good grades can there be sufficient magical support.

"Today's competition is divided into three stages. In the first stage, the top [-] players will be selected. As long as they stand in the circle and do not fall, they will be eligible for the second round."

Most of the people knew about the first round, but why there were three rounds this time, instead of two rounds in previous years.

"The second is to survive in the secret realm, and the third round is to compete for the first place."

All the faces were very serious. They didn't pay much attention to the second and third rounds. What they cared about was the first round. As long as they could survive the top [-], they could get the fiefdom.

This made the contestants look very ugly, because there were at least 800 people participating this time, and it seemed that the top [-] were not so good.

"I announce that the competition will start now, enter the first event, and strive to be among the top [-]."

Countless people started to move, these people didn't dare to make a move first, like some people suddenly hid their bodies in the distance, they should find a safe place first.

The man on the stage raised a command flag in his hand, and when the command flag was waved, the entire Jiutai City flashed in the light curtain, as if it disappeared, and only the nine tall pillars were in front of him.

All the demon souls in the venue disappeared at the same time, leaving only those with spiritual power fluctuations present, and now the official start.

Nine pillars equal the sky, these nine pillars are nine safe havens, as long as you stand on top of the pillars, there will be no great danger.

All the people began to rush towards the pillar. Although the pillar was high, they were afraid of the monks. After a few dodges, they could reach the top of the pillar.

The pillar became a place where everyone was scrambling, and some people stayed away from the battlefield directly, keeping a certain distance from each other.

Seeing a huge light curtain in the sky, below the light curtain are several high mountains and nine high platforms.

While everyone was dodging, everyone had the rules of the game in their ears, "Every time you kill an enemy, you will increase your points by one point. If your points reach [-] points, you will be able to stand on the high platform ahead of time."

This is to get everyone to kill, as long as you kill one person, you will get one point, if you can reach fifty points, you will naturally enter the top nine.

Ning Xiaofan didn't strike first, he first found a safe place and hid first, only in this way could he survive to the end.

His body flashed with spiritual light, and he appeared directly on an ancient pine tree at the foot of a mountain. He sat on the branch of the ancient tree and closed his breath, entering a state of suspended animation, allowing his spiritual power to drop to the lowest point.

The body and the pine tree are about to blend together.

From a distance, the sound of weapons colliding, the sound of roaring and killing the enemy, and the sound of magic weapons attacking can be heard.

The real Demon War has begun. Ning Xiaofan has been paying attention to the nearby mountains and nearby trees to keep himself in peak condition.

If one is not careful, his life will be lost. At this time, Ning Xiaofan raised his spiritual power to the highest level, activated his soul power, and maintained a high degree of vigilance.

"Boom!"

On the mountain not far away, Ning Xiaofan saw more than ten people besieging and killing one person, that person was an infant monk, and those ten people were at the Nascent Soul level.

Baotuan'er is a good choice, only in this way can the Nascent Soul cultivator survive, and in this way can deal enough blows to the Infant Transformation cultivator.

Time passed quickly, and the shouts of killing on the battlefield gradually became smaller and weaker. After an unknown period of time, everyone heard the voice again, "The area of ​​the battlefield has shrunk. Warriors, be careful!"

The shield in the sky flickered and began to shrink in size. From a distance, the shield in the sky was suddenly reduced by about half. The shield only flickered, which indicated that the strategic space was about to become smaller.

This time the flash did not include the pine tree where Ning Xiaofan was staying, the mountain was closer to the nine high platforms, so it was not affected.

Many people got out from their hiding places and moved closer to the high platform. As soon as this group of people entered the range of the second battlefield, some people started to attack. There is nothing wrong with a small group of more than ten people. attacked by the crowd.

"Kill!"

"what!"

The shouting and killing sounded again, Ning Xiaofan was stunned when he saw the bloody wind, there were at least six people on this mountain, five of them were easy to spot, but one was wearing white clothes, his body seemed to be hidden.

That person was just standing on the top of the mountain, Ning Xiaofan felt that that person didn't exist, what kind of cultivation technique does this person possess?
Spiritual consciousness can't capture it accurately, this person's cultivation base can't be seen, he can only feel a trace of vitality, and at the same time feel a trace of threat, who is this person?

Ning Xiaofan's eyes flickered, he looked with aura, and saw that person's cultivation was in the late stage of infant transformation?
Could it be that his cultivation is hidden?He is a senior monk?I felt a sense of terror on that person. What secrets does this person have?
It is best not to confront him in this battle, at the same time Ning Xiaofan looked at the man, the man in white looked up at the pine tree at the same time, the two eyes met, what a powerful spiritual sense!

When Ning Xiaofan looked at that person, the man in white saw himself at the same time, now Ning Xiaofan has no aura on him, he can see it, what does that mean?It means he is strong enough!
Ning Xiaofan nodded to that person, and that person nodded at the same time, feeling like a hero.

Among thousands of people, there are not many people who can scare Ning Xiaofan, and that person is also very nervous when he sees Ning Xiaofan, neither of them want to fight each other.

If they could not fight, they would not attack such a powerful enemy, and the two had a sense of tacit understanding at the same time.

At this moment, the voice in the big formation was heard again, "The field is shrinking again, hurry up for the points!"

At this time, the shield of the formation shrunk again, and it was reduced by half again. The people outside the field rushed out again and ran towards the formation.

Another group of people were robbed and killed, and many people directly withdrew from the competition. Some people didn't even escape the Nascent Soul, and died under the siege directly.

Ning Xiaofan carefully calculated his position and narrowed it down twice, the mountain would no longer be in the middle range, so he would be in a lot of danger, what should he do?
Seeing that the six people on the mountain began to move towards the high platform, the man in white stood on the top of the mountain without moving, waiting for the best opportunity.

Ning Xiaofan didn't move either, he was waiting, after shrinking down next time.

Now I didn't kill a single person, that is to say, I didn't have any points, not only the few people on my own mountain also didn't have points, the people on this mountain were relatively civilized, and they just communicated with their spiritual sense.

"The field is shrinking again, hurry up for the points!"

The reminder of the competition appeared again, the flashing shield was not far away from the mountain, the next time the mountain might not be under the shield, it seemed that Jiutai City wanted everyone to act quickly.

The man in white moved, his body was like a ghost, and rushed towards the nine tall pillars in a few flashes.

Ning Xiaofan's body flickered a few times, but his body disappeared.

Looking at the other six people running towards the peak of the nine pillars at the same time, at least one-fifth of them died in the battle at this time.

In fact, there can be 800 people participating in the competition, and there are only more than 100 people missing. If this continues and the formation is reduced, this group of people will have no place to stand without fighting.

Ning Xiaofan hides his body and feels the situation on the nine pillars. There are about ten people on each pillar. These people have not touched each other. They are all waiting, waiting for the people under the pillars to rush up, More people on the pillars can help block the rushing crowd.

Even in the end, if there is a competition among a dozen or so people, the people under the pillar will not be able to rush to the top.

Ning Xiaofan's body was in a state of invisibility, his body flickered and appeared on the shortest of the nine pillars, he saw ten people on it, and these ten people were guarding the four sides of the pillar, and he quietly came to the middle of the pillar , because no one finds himself invisible.

Ning Xiaofan's consciousness locked on the man in white and rushed to another pillar beside him, he was attacked by three people at the same time as soon as he got on the pillar, his shot flashed with aura, and a ray of aura directly killed one person, he took that pillar The place of man is taken.

Seeing that someone had changed their positions, the other people turned around and looked at the monk rushing down with a tacit understanding.

Ning Xiaofan's spiritual sense saw that there were people under the pillars constantly robbing and killing those who climbed up the pillars, and from time to time some people would return to their hometown halfway.

During the battle, Ning Xiaofan targeted a few people, these people were relatively strong, and they were particularly scheming, they all hid their strength very well, and the timing of their attacks was just right.

Be careful if these ten people stay until the end.

At this time, the voice sounded again in the big formation, "The field is shrinking again, hurry up for the points!"

At this time, there were only two mountain peaks in the formation, and there were at least 400 monks on these two mountain peaks. These 400 monks were still fighting, and I don't know which one woke up first.

"Everyone, stop, we want to grab the sky pillar, and getting the sky pillar is better than the points. Let's flush the pillar down first, and then we will try again?"

More than 200 people responded immediately, and more than 200 people were divided into four groups to attack the Tianzhu separately!

"Come on!"

This was not the impact of one or two people, Ning Xiaofan felt a chill when he saw these people attacking, and flew to the sky with a flash of his body, avoiding the collective attack of the monks.

Not to mention the Nascent Soul cultivator, even the Infant Transformation cultivator could not withstand such an attack.

Dozens of people attack a pillar at the same time, and all the people on the pillar fly into the air at once. If they don't fly, they will die!

Rumble!
After the sound, the people on the four pillars were empty, and the four groups did not directly fight for the pillars, but attacked the other four pillars at the same time, and four more pillars were vacated.

At this moment, more than 300 people rushed to the pillar at the same time, and whoever occupies the position may stand at the end.

Ning Xiaofan was invisible in the air, the corner of his mouth curled slightly, it would be very difficult for anyone to win in such a battle, now all he had to do was wait.

At this moment, Ning Xiaofan saw a familiar figure, the priest of the wolf soul clan, that man was tall, holding a mace in his hand, which was prepared for him by the wolf soul clan, he saw him Charged and killed in the crowd, it seemed that he had killed a lot of people, and the points on his body could not be too few.

I saw the wolf fang flickering, every time it flickers, it will end the life of a monk, it seems that this magic weapon is too good!
It seems that the wolf soul tribe can get good results in this competition again, Ning Xiaofan moved in the air, holding the questioning heart sword in his hand, his body did not show.

The sword light flashes, ask the heart sword, the sword asks the heart, one sword asks love, the sword asks the heart!

There was a flash of spiritual light in the sky, it was the intent of the sword, one sword stabbed furiously, and one sword turned into thousands of spirit swords, attacking the tall monk.

"not good!"

The mace flashed in the tall monk's hand, and the mace flew out at the same time, forming a cloud of mace in the air!